RightGalaxy wrote:
When I was in high school (1975), I used to snog a photo of Franz Kafka in one of my English Lit books. My instructor saw it and knew immediately and mentioned that she found it a bit sick but had done the same!
Hey, if we're talking dead writers: Lord Byron, the young W. B. Yeats, and the poet/painter Dante Gabriel Rossetti when he was young. (Aidan Turner in
Desperate Romantics was actually a pretty good likeness, although when he was stripped off he was a bit too hairy for my liking, and the real Rossetti probably wasn't quite
that sex-obsessed from what I've read.)
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